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Patrick gave Gwendolyn a sidelong look and asked, “You don't like any of them?”
As he spoke, his eyes glinted, making Gwendolyn's eyelids flicker.
Gwendolyn replied, “Mr. Lowen, are you kidding? I can never afford any of these antiques.”
In truth, she could not care less about those extravagances when she needed to work hard to feed her
triplets and herself.
Upon hearing Gwendolyn's remark, Patrick cast a meaningful gaze at her.
She's indeed not a greedy woman. Although she can be fanatical about money sometimes, she earns
money through hard work. With a paycheck of thirty thousand every month, she's very dedicated to her
job. She will never be late to work nor leave the office before off-hours, and she organizes my work
diligently without making any blunders. On top of that, she constantly puts up with my criticism, fulfills
my demands, and appeases me.
With that in mind, his affection toward Gwendolyn grew intense. Subsequently, he looked at the stage,
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Soon, a necklace was exhibited on the auction block before the auctioneer introduced, “This is the last
lot for today, Starry Tears. The pendant dates back to medieval times, and it's made from meteorite.”
The moment Gwendolyn saw Starry Tears, her eyes gleamed with admiration, as it was the first time
she saw a pendant coated with black yet lustrous tiny diamonds.
At that moment, the dazzling pendant seemed to have some kind of spell that made Gwendolyn unable
to take her eyes off the necklace.
At that moment, the dazzling pendant seemed to have some kind of spell that made Gwendolyn unable
to take her eyes off the necklace.
However, when she heard the opening bid was forty million, she instantly stuck out her tongue.
No way. That's the price for a mansion. I'll never buy such a luxury even if I was rich.
Feeling shocked, Gwendolyn hurriedly took a sip of coffee to contain herself.
Well, the world of the rich is beyond my imagination. Their wealth is really blowing my mind.
Meanwhile, the bidding went on as the buyers kept offering their prices. Soon enough, the bidding price
went from forty million to eighty million.
Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn patted her chest. I wonder who dares to take this sumptuous stone out
on the street?
Suddenly, Patrick lifted his bidding paddle and said, “One hundred million.”
Consequently, there was an uproar, and Gwendolyn could hear the murmurs of amazement among the
crowd.
“One hundred million? Isn't it too much?”
“Ah! Somebody just added another twenty million to the bid.”
At the same time, the auctioneer remarked, “Number eleven. One hundred and twenty million bid.
Anyone else?”
Upon hearing that, Patrick slightly furrowed his eyebrows because he thought he would be the winning
bidder with his bid. Who is this number eleven trying to outbid me?
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Without hesitation, Patrick held up the bidding paddle again. “One hundred and fifty million.”
The auctioneer was a little excited. “Number eighteen. One hundred and fifty million.”
At that point, the crowd clamored in astonishment, “One hundred and fifty million!”
Meanwhile, Patrick remained unperturbed as Gwendolyn stole a glance at the handsome man from the
side.
As expected of a rich man from the largest family in Avenport. A necklace with one hundred and fifty
million is not a problem for him. By the way, is he buying it for his future wife?
At that moment, Gwendolyn's face darkened when she thought of Felicia.
What a lucky girl. She has a lavish gift waiting for her even before she gets married.
Unknowingly, bitterness developed deep inside Gwendolyn.
At last, the auctioneer closed the bidding when no one offered a higher bid.
Chuckling, Kevin glanced at Gwendolyn before saying to Patrick, “Pat, that's a huge deal! Are you sure
she's worth it?”
She doesn't seem happy at all. In fact, she looks a bit sulky. Is one hundred and fifty million not good
enough for her? Poor Pat.
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